[...You know, Sayaka knows her luck is garbage. She's known this since the very moment she was adopted into Fodlan's nobility system.
This, however? This is further proof. Sayaka tries really, really hard not to visibly startle at the sight of the one man her father has told her to avoid at all cost, but here he is. Flesh and blood. Just as terrifying of an image as her father presented.
Hubert von Vestra, heir to the Vestra family--one of the more subtle, yet terrifying families of the Empire. Someone her father has gone well out of his way to inform her about, and she never thought she'd meet him face to face. This was...a tactical miscalculation.
Alright, well, no need to stare and look dumbfounded for more than a moment--as if on a trained cue, Sayaka's expression fixes from the light shock to a kind smile, and she bows her head--not enough to expose the back of her neck, but enough to be polite.]
Ah, good afternoon...Lord Hubert, if I am not mistaken?
[A simple curtsy, as she lifts herself, smiling that ever trained smile. She still needs to grab her books, but...can she really afford to let him see something like this? It's information that could be used against her, and she was certain that Linhardt would be the only one here, and sleeping at that--]
It's a pleasure to meet you. [...He's right near the book she needs, how can she get him to move, this is bad, her eyes train right on an explicitly dark magic book before shooting back to him, smiling a touch sheepishly as she tries to make small talk--] This library is certainly vast, isn't it? There's so much here, I imagine you couldn't make it through it all in one lifetime.
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This, however? This is further proof. Sayaka tries really, really hard not to visibly startle at the sight of the one man her father has told her to avoid at all cost, but here he is. Flesh and blood. Just as terrifying of an image as her father presented.
Hubert von Vestra, heir to the Vestra family--one of the more subtle, yet terrifying families of the Empire. Someone her father has gone well out of his way to inform her about, and she never thought she'd meet him face to face. This was...a tactical miscalculation.
Alright, well, no need to stare and look dumbfounded for more than a moment--as if on a trained cue, Sayaka's expression fixes from the light shock to a kind smile, and she bows her head--not enough to expose the back of her neck, but enough to be polite.]
Ah, good afternoon...Lord Hubert, if I am not mistaken?
[A simple curtsy, as she lifts herself, smiling that ever trained smile. She still needs to grab her books, but...can she really afford to let him see something like this? It's information that could be used against her, and she was certain that Linhardt would be the only one here, and sleeping at that--]
It's a pleasure to meet you. [...He's right near the book she needs, how can she get him to move, this is bad, her eyes train right on an explicitly dark magic book before shooting back to him, smiling a touch sheepishly as she tries to make small talk--] This library is certainly vast, isn't it? There's so much here, I imagine you couldn't make it through it all in one lifetime.